The Circus
This is a circus,
led by strange looking folks,
clowns, freaks all dressed up to entertain us,
This act is a joke,
From consumer engineering to high class clowns with toys
The illusion of having, but having no soul,
Cause you believe in materialistic things,
Disguised as meaningful things,
The deception set by these clowns,
The great joke, as we lose our self in this show,
The star glow,
Its all in the script, the pamphlet
Given in the main entrance,
This is a freak show
The money made by these folks from each joke,
Pick the main theme you believe in
From politics, culture, to religion
Its all designed to wire you
Capture the mind, soul and body,
Its part of the entertainment,
The wide audience base
They set to differentiate us,
So its easy to keep schedule
and entertain the mass
While they take our cash
The permanent penalty of living
Copyright © Piercing Words | Year Posted 2017
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